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unlocked the gate. Bella and Della pushed me aside heading for the front porch. Della slipped falling on her butt. And yelled for Bella to help her up.
“I gotta get out of the rain. I might catch my death of a cold.” Bella said running to the porch.
I grabbed the pie takers from the back seat and headed for the door. Della rolled over and was now on all fours looking like a big ass barrel giving me enough room to get past her two hundred pound five foot frame.
I was doing a balancing act with the pie takers when Peggy answered the door. I handed Peggy the pie takers and ran back to Della placed my hands on my hips and looked down at the pathetic rain drenched soul.
“Now, how we gonna get you off all fours? I sure as hell can’t lift you.”
Bella came from the back yard with a plastic scarf on her head pushing a wheel barrel.
“Out of the way.” She yelled as she pushed the wheel barrel under Della. She pushed down on the handle bars lifting Della’s front off the sidewalk.
Della stood up straight and wiped the rain from her face.
“Thanks, Sis.”
Bella smiled. “No problem Sis you’d do the same for me.”
They locked hands and skipped to the house.
The living room was lined with three card tables. Table one, two and three.
Momma was setting at table two with three other ladies leaving Peggy and I to set with the Baker twins.
Peggy announced it was time to start playing BUNKO. Dice started hitting the tables. Each taking their turn to roll the die three times trying to roll one’s. Someone yelled BUNKO and everyone switched chairs. I moved up to table two and Momma had to stay at table two. Again the dice were rolled. Again BUNKO and I moved to table one leaving Momma at table two and joining her were Bella and Della. The dice started rolling and the yelling started.
“We are rolling three’s you fool.” Momma yelled.
“We are rolling two’s.” Bella yelled back and the fight was on.
Momma crawled across the card table grabbed a hunk of Bella’s hair pulling her across the table. The table collapsed in a splat on the floor. Another twin on all fours. Della grabbed momma by the hair pulling her out of her chair. Momma grabbed Della’s hair and a free for all broke out. Peggy was screaming for everyone to stop. I pulled my Glock from my purse and fired a shot. Everyone froze and put their hands toward the ceiling.
“Stop this nonsense, you hear me? The next out break I’m gonna shoot someone.”
“She’s a bounty hunter and she shoots people.” Momma said as if she was proud of my profession.
“Silence, total silence.” I yelled and fired off another shot.
“Now pick up the tables and clean up this place.”
Della ran to the back yard to fetch the wheel barrel.
“What are you doing bringing a wet wheel barrel in my house?” Peggy stomped her feet.
‘We gotta pick up Bella.” She pushed the wheel barrel past Peggy and headed for Bella. Bella was on all fours and Della shoved the wheel barrel under her and lifted her up.
“Thanks, Sis.”
“Any time.” Della pushed the wheel barrel past Peggy to the back yard.
The ladies picked up the mess. Straightened the legs on table number two and set down at their tables.
“Momma, Della and Bella apologize.” I demanded.
“Okay, I’m sorry.” They said in unison.
“Now let’s play BUNKO.” Peggy said with her nervous voice cracking.
We made it through the first session and Peggy prepared to serve the dessert. She took the lids off the pie takers and the aroma of coconut cream pie filled the house.
I made my way to the kitchen and helped with serving the pie and coffee.
Everyone was devouring the pie when I heard momma bragging about her pie making skills.
Della scrapped her plate clean. “I had to force it down. What do you put in it boiled cabbage?”
Momma rose to the occasion. Grabbed a partial pie and pushed it in Della’s face. Della wiped the pie from her face and licked her fingers.
“I didn’t
“I gotta get out of the rain. I might catch my death of a cold.” Bella said running to the porch.
I grabbed the pie takers from the back seat and headed for the door. Della rolled over and was now on all fours looking like a big ass barrel giving me enough room to get past her two hundred pound five foot frame.
I was doing a balancing act with the pie takers when Peggy answered the door. I handed Peggy the pie takers and ran back to Della placed my hands on my hips and looked down at the pathetic rain drenched soul.
“Now, how we gonna get you off all fours? I sure as hell can’t lift you.”
Bella came from the back yard with a plastic scarf on her head pushing a wheel barrel.
“Out of the way.” She yelled as she pushed the wheel barrel under Della. She pushed down on the handle bars lifting Della’s front off the sidewalk.
Della stood up straight and wiped the rain from her face.
“Thanks, Sis.”
Bella smiled. “No problem Sis you’d do the same for me.”
They locked hands and skipped to the house.
The living room was lined with three card tables. Table one, two and three.
Momma was setting at table two with three other ladies leaving Peggy and I to set with the Baker twins.
Peggy announced it was time to start playing BUNKO. Dice started hitting the tables. Each taking their turn to roll the die three times trying to roll one’s. Someone yelled BUNKO and everyone switched chairs. I moved up to table two and Momma had to stay at table two. Again the dice were rolled. Again BUNKO and I moved to table one leaving Momma at table two and joining her were Bella and Della. The dice started rolling and the yelling started.
“We are rolling three’s you fool.” Momma yelled.
“We are rolling two’s.” Bella yelled back and the fight was on.
Momma crawled across the card table grabbed a hunk of Bella’s hair pulling her across the table. The table collapsed in a splat on the floor. Another twin on all fours. Della grabbed momma by the hair pulling her out of her chair. Momma grabbed Della’s hair and a free for all broke out. Peggy was screaming for everyone to stop. I pulled my Glock from my purse and fired a shot. Everyone froze and put their hands toward the ceiling.
“Stop this nonsense, you hear me? The next out break I’m gonna shoot someone.”
“She’s a bounty hunter and she shoots people.” Momma said as if she was proud of my profession.
“Silence, total silence.” I yelled and fired off another shot.
“Now pick up the tables and clean up this place.”
Della ran to the back yard to fetch the wheel barrel.
“What are you doing bringing a wet wheel barrel in my house?” Peggy stomped her feet.
‘We gotta pick up Bella.” She pushed the wheel barrel past Peggy and headed for Bella. Bella was on all fours and Della shoved the wheel barrel under her and lifted her up.
“Thanks, Sis.”
“Any time.” Della pushed the wheel barrel past Peggy to the back yard.
The ladies picked up the mess. Straightened the legs on table number two and set down at their tables.
“Momma, Della and Bella apologize.” I demanded.
“Okay, I’m sorry.” They said in unison.
“Now let’s play BUNKO.” Peggy said with her nervous voice cracking.
We made it through the first session and Peggy prepared to serve the dessert. She took the lids off the pie takers and the aroma of coconut cream pie filled the house.
I made my way to the kitchen and helped with serving the pie and coffee.
Everyone was devouring the pie when I heard momma bragging about her pie making skills.
Della scrapped her plate clean. “I had to force it down. What do you put in it boiled cabbage?”
Momma rose to the occasion. Grabbed a partial pie and pushed it in Della’s face. Della wiped the pie from her face and licked her fingers.
“I didn’t
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